Writing

I admit our friendship was a myth, a God I invented in light of our atheism. Nothing could break my faith. I was the car driving around the city with a 'Jesus Is Real' bumper sticker. I thought if I followed the rules we would last forever. 

What do I believe in anymore? 
Maybe our friendship wasn't the God, but you were. 

Now I'm a woman losing faith when her prayers aren't answered, when her God seems to care for nothing. 

Now I'm just on my knees. 
Trying to let go. 
Still reaching out for something I don't believe in anymore. 

2017

by Brittany Chavez